Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1195: Lu Shufen’s Fright

Chiang Qing was knocked unconscious by a deluge of dung water and rotten eggs. When she came to, she was already in the hospital.

At the door, Lu Shufen was furious, demanding the police to arrest the perpetrators, insisting it couldn’t just end like this.

"It’s simply ridiculous, the daughter of a dignified commander, and you say she was mistaken for someone else? Who are you kidding? Who are you fooling?" Lu Shufen said angrily, "I don’t care, you must find the culprits and have them put in jail!"

Bam, the door swung open, and Lu Shufen saw Chiang Qing sitting up. She hurried over, "Qingqing, you’re awake!"

Chiang Qing said, "Mom, I want to shower."

The stench was overwhelming. She felt her whole body reeked of that manure smell, so disgusting she wanted to vomit.

"Sweetheart, you’ve already been washed carefully, rest assured!" Lu Shufen said.

"No, I want to shower, I... ugh..." Chiang Qing’s throat rolled, and she vomited.

Lu Shufen shrieked and jumped back to avoid it.

What a sin! Who could have done this—committing such an act without fear of being struck by lightning?

Chiang Qing rushed into the bathroom, scrubbing her skin over and over, as if she wanted to peel it off.

Lu Shufen was very worried, and Jiang Conghe entered the hospital room with a stern face, asking, "Where is she?"

"In the shower! She’s been in there for half an hour!" Lu Shufen said with red eyes, "Old Chiang, this time you must thoroughly investigate who did this; we can’t let it slide!"

"Investigate what? The capital is vast, where do we find them?" Jiang Conghe responded with a dark face.

Lu Shufen was stunned: "You mean just let it go? Our daughter was doused in filth, and that’s it? The Chiang Family—what about our reputation, our standing in the capital?"

The daughter of a commander being mistreated this way and it’s supposed to blow over? Not pursuing the perpetrators?

Simply absurd!

"Do we even have face anymore?" Jiang Conghe was even angrier; his face had long been disgraced time after time!

"It can’t be left at that." Lu Shufen screamed, trembling all over.

Jiang Conghe was about to speak when the door was knocked, and a doctor stood at the doorway, looking nervously at them, holding a report in his hand.

The two went outside, but hearing the doctor’s words, they were utterly stunned.

"What did you say?"

The doctor, a young man in his early thirties, couldn’t help but flinch at Jiang Conghe’s grim face. Swallowing, he said, "Our nurse discovered many cuts on Miss Chiang’s arms while cleaning her, both new and old. I suggest you transfer Miss Chiang to the psychiatric department..."

"Shut up!" Jiang Conghe snapped.

What does this mean? Isn’t it suggesting that Chiang Qing is self-harming, saying she has a mental illness, that she should go to a psychiatric ward?

The doctor didn’t dare to speak, and Jiang Conghe lowered his voice to warn, "Make sure your nurses keep their mouths shut."

The young doctor nodded quickly, not daring to stay and left.

Lu Shufen suddenly slumped, grabbing Jiang Conghe’s hand, trembling as she said, "Old Chiang, Qingqing, could she really..."

Self-harm, what does that imply? That her illness was never cured, that her normal facade was all an act?

Lu Shufen suddenly felt a wave of fear.

If it was an act, she played it too well!

Jiang Conghe felt even more frightened and became more determined, gritting his teeth, "Send her to the United States, get treated there!"

They couldn’t let it go any further; if anything else happened, he would have no chance at all!